Well, you look so true in undressed eyes.
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Is your coma real?
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Did you change your mind?
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I see so clearly in these bargain eyes.
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Words coffee drip out my head.
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Time will set us free,
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As we both roll back our eyes.
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I'm sad to say it wasn't my idea.
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Relationships deplete as the tears run down your eyes.
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I'm sad to say it wasn't my idea.
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I might be blessed with amnesia instead.
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Ghost written parade,
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All the nonsense said. (oh yeah)
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The world keeps on sinning inside my head.
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Your words are an army between wars.
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Time will set us free as we both roll back our eyes.
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I'm sad to say it wasn't my idea.
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Relationships deplete as the tears run down your eyes.
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I'm sorry now,
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To say to you that everybody makes mistakes.
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I'm sad to say it wasn't my idea.
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I see so clearly inside my head,
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Your words are an army between wars.
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Time will set us free,
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As we both roll back our eyes.
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I'm sad to say it wasn't my idea.
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Relationships deplete as the tears run down your eyes.
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I'm sad to say it wasn't my idea.
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My idea.
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Oh no, my my.
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My idea, oh.
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My my, my idea.
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Oh, no, my idea.
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Oh no no.
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Don't Shoot The Messenger (Not My Idea)
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